- G-Unit Bad News 歌詞
- G-Unit
- Lloyd Banks in the house, bad news
Tony Yayo in the house, bad news
50 cent in the house, bad news whenever 50 around its bad news
Tray pounds in the house, bad news
40 Kals in the house, bad news
I got a knife in the house, bad news whenever 50 around its bad news
(Lloyd Banks)
*****z mad cause Im flossin bad
I aint a wrestler, but Ill put your ***** the Boston crab
I talk money cause it costs to brag
Round here *****es walk around wit the hair that the horses had
Rap it get your face stuck on them bricks
I dont really like to exercise but Ill push up on a *****
Yall sweet like ninety-nine bananas
Thats why I got ninety- nine *****z wit ninety-nine hammers
They all want a ***** to stop
Cause I rap slick enough to slip the ring off of Vivica Fox
Im just a playa that found out where the coaches know
Thats why Ima be around longer than the Oprah show
You and your man yall both should know
That all it takes is a finger to send you where the ghosts go
**** I been hated since the fifth grade
Thats why my best friend the tray pound, a ice pick, and a switch blade
(Chorus)
I dont like you, you dont like me
Its not likely that well ever be friends
Why pretend? (Ma, Banks back at it again)
I dont like you, you dont like me
Its not likely that well ever be friends
Why pretend? (Ma, Tonys back at it again)
(Tony Yayo)
Rule number one pick a target and study him for weeks
See where they rest at and lay with their peeps
Now you got the drop, know their daily routine
So the second rule please leave the crime scene please
Third rule pick a day, fourth rule pick a time
Fifth rule pick a fifth, sixth rule pick a nine
And the seventh rule make sure your sidearm sweet
So when the shootout you leave him six feet deep
Eighth meet in a fast car with disguise
Use a ski mask with shades on your eyes
Ninth rule dont say **** cause po-po listen
**** around you end up being stuck in the system
And the tenth rule dont put a tag on a broken heart
Just put a toe-tag on your mark
And rule number 11, you caught a body but you not a legend
You better watch where you heading
(Chorus)
I dont like you, you dont like me
Its not likely that well ever be friends
Why pretend? (Ma, 50s back at it again)
I dont like you, you dont like me
Its not likely that well ever be friends
Why pretend? (Ma, 50s back at it again)
(50 Cent)
Dont go go against me Ill hurt your feelings
Stones in my cross the size of your earrings
My confidence levels high ***** cant tell
Lickin my lips at ya ***** like Im LL
I smile like a ***** in jail receiving mail
Better yet like ***** Bookers that made bail
From day one I came in the game they said I was hot
They got scared, 'Cent got money,' and I got shot
You so much pressure on me when you compare me toPac
Im just a new kid, I cant help that Im hot
What little *****z say to 50 cent dont matter
Ill fire shots at the chef and watch the sheeps scatter
My enemies never turn into friends, my friends turn into enemies
You scared then get the **** around me
Record execs, know not to play wit my check
I come through with my knife cause Im a pain your neck (YEAH!)
(Chorus)
I dont like you, you dont like me
Its not likely that well ever be friends
Why pretend? (Ma, 50s back at it again)
I dont like you, you dont like me
Its not likely that well ever be friends
Why pretend? (Ma, 50s back at it again)
Lloyd Banks in the house, bad news
Tony Yayo in the house, bad news
50 cent in the house, bad news whenever 50 around its bad news
Tray pounds in the house, bad news
40 Kals in the house, bad news
I got a knife in the house, bad news whenever 50 around its bad news
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